I am a small brown bear
.... navigator, tissue-issuer, steely eyed spy,
football fan and Agony Uncle! Now that you've found me, sit back, relax, sip some tea and dunk a biscuit, and let some Bearissity into your tortured life. Ahhhh. See, better already, isn't it?

WARNING: This blog is ritten in Bear English, wich is phonetic. An that is mor than yu can say abowt the werd "phonetic".

So I had to administer a bak massage agen. Dis is where she lies down on der flor looking at der carpet an I darnse up an down her bak. Wen yor old yu don't hav a very good bak. Dis is wy yu shood look carfter yor bear wen yu ar yung. Yu never no wen yu will start to need a small bear to run up an down yor bak darnsing.

She is a bit better today an dits rayning so we're safe. In fact we're off on der bus soon so I think I'll go an get my hat....

4 comments:

oh i'm so happy to know the song of the constipated owl...poor mummy, does she feel better now...now do you realize Bob ,somebody in blogger review asked me if i was your mum...I was obliged to say know, how can a tiny mousie could give birth to a bear, i ask you? nevermind i'm your friend that's the most important thing...Mousie

Oh Bob, when I read the title 'Mummy's Back' I thought it meant that she had been away and abandoned you! I am pleased to hear she hadn't. Who could leave a sweet little bear like you behind? I'm sure you do a very good job looking after your mummy. She is very lucky to have you!

Watch footie on the internet:

Thank you for your visit. Bob's off for a dam' good frolic now:

A note on "Bear English"

Some people have written to me to say that they can't read my blogs cos ov my Bear English. We do spell some things differently, mostly phonetically. Sorry. We also say 'der' for 'the' and 'dat' for 'that'. To try to make it easier for you, I am now trying to remember to use "th" insted. But my oldest posts will stay mostly in the original Bear English.... Please "BEAR" wiv me. If you can't read me, please come back wiv a good strong cup ov tea an a choklit biskit, an try den! I mean THen!
(It's the polar bear influence, you see, because in Icelandic the 'th' sound is spelt with a 'd'.)